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The engine turns on a dime
But I ain't goin' nowhere, tonight
I ain't been goin' nowhere for quite awhile
Can't tell the truth in a house of lies
Can't explain what I don't know
One shot, one beer and a kiss before I go
One more kiss 'fore I go
One more night and day
Breath all heavy and slow
One shot, one beer and a kiss before I go
I'll miss those nights at the bar
With every girl all loaded like freights
And the pain in the morning comes as easy as it goes
Can't find the truth in a house of lies
And you can't see tomorrow with yesterday's eyes
One shot, one beer and a place where nobody cries
One more kiss 'fore I go
One more night and day
Breath all heavy and slow
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I don't know the sound of my father's voice
I don't even know how he says my name
But it plays out like a song on a jukebox in a bar
In the back of my head till it's weary and mushy
And in the cotton fields out by the house where I was born
The leaves burn like effigies of my kin
The trains run like snakes through Penacostal pine
Filled up with cotton and fine slow gin
Oh Jacksonville, how you burn in [burden?] my soul
How you hold all my dreams captive
Jacksonville, how you play with my mind
Oh my heart goes back, suffocating on the pines
In Jacksonville
The End, The End, The End
All the cars are lined up on a Saturday night
With the sky full of nothing but moon
And I lose my reflection in the bottles of wine
Till the morning comes down and I ain't nothing but you
Now the diner in the morning for a plate of eggs
The waitress tries to give me change I say, "Nah, it's cool. Just keep it"
I read up my news, I start thinking about her
And I wonder if anybody here besides me has got any decent secrets
Oh Jacksonville, how you burn in [burden?] my soul
How you hold all my dreams captive
Jackson-hell, how you play with my mind
Oh my heart goes back, suffocating on the pines
In Jacksonville
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See the rain on the street
The way the cars shine
And the scotch that she drinks
With her lips so fine
And her shoulders go weak
As she closes her eyes
Oh, my God, when she was mine
See how she moves through the door
How she loses her keys
How she loses her cool
Watching blackbirds scatter through the trees
How she flips from the back to the front
Reading magazines
Oh, my God, I miss those things
And it's a hard way to fall
And this ain't the easy way down
And it's a hard thing to love anyone, anyhow
So if it's gotta be you
Treat her nice
Hold her hand
And tell her twice
That she doesn't have to worry
And it will be alright
It's alright this time
It's alright this time
See her smiling at him?
That used to be me
I could find her in a thunderstorm
Just by the way that the rain would fall
And we used to be something
But somethin' happened to me
Oh, my God, when I was free
And it's a hard way to fall
And this ain't easy way down
And it's a hard thing to love anyone, anyhow
And it's a hard way to fall
And this ain't the easy way down
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I got a house full of walls
And utility bills, every Monday the company calls
I got a nice bed to sleep on
And a chest of drawers, where I keep those dreams of yours
Cause you're always mine to keep when you're gone
Two silvers rings, one's on my finger and the other one's gone
Went underground with you, oh John
Ten years pass
And I ended up with a house full of cats
But most of them went missing
Through that window you never fixed, the door you never latched
But you were on your way out the last time...
Cause you are always mine to keep when you're gone
Two silvers rings, one's on my finger and the other one's gone
Went underground with you, oh John
I knew what you were doing
That summer when Candie came around
But I had too much hurt to bother you
When we lost our first child I thought a little pain was overdue
And I wanted you so bad...
Cause you are always mine to keep when you're gone
Two silvers rings, one's on my finger and the other one's gone
Went underground with you, oh John
I miss you
I miss you
I miss you
I miss you...
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Pay my respect to the company store
I ain't got no money don't want no more
Pay my respects to the company boys
now just move along
I worked hard for every little bit I got
And got lucky once on some advice
Met a dark haired girl that the Mississippi moon
Musta left by mistake one night
In a hurry, Lord
And that ain't the hardest part
The hardest part is loving
Somebody that cares for you so much
Promises don't pay cash at the bank
If they did I'm bidding your word
They couldn't pay me for the time that it took to write a check
To buy a babydoll for my girl
And I worked hard for every little bit I got
The things I got are gonna stay
and it's been flooding so hard on them company mines
That you know it's gonna flood someday
And you're gonna miss someone
And that ain't the hardest part
The hardest part is loving somebody that cares for you
And that ain't the hardest part
The hardest part is working and I've worked enough
I could stretch that penny like a silver line
Rolling through the pages of my life
Underneath your name where it's underlined
I've been turned around
I've been mystified by a true love
And that ain't the hardest part
Talkin' bout a true love
And that ain't the hardest part
And that ain't the hardest part
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You ain't but a fire on my sad estate
Burning my house to the ground
High and meadow, oh how she rides me
Out in the meadow where the taxis don't ride
A million times quicker than the pain
Ohhh, games
A million times better than the pain
You ain't but a telegram nobody's sendin'
Nobody sends me but you
High and mellow, slow and steady
Out in the meadow with you
A million times better than the pain
Ohhh, games
A million times better than the pain
Ohhh, games
Oooo, games
You ain't but a fire on my sad estate
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I can't find the gun
It's only getting worse
So I get loaded up
On silver bullets
And I can't see the sun
I know it's gone away
I can't be the one
If you won't let me stay
So go draw yourself a bath
And find the kitchen drawer
Cause you can't make me smile
Anymore
And I can't see the sun
I know it's gone away
And I can't be the one
If you won't let me stay
So honey, go find the gun
I think it's in your purse
And get loaded up
With silver bullets
And I can't see the sun
I know it's gone away
And I can't be the one
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Lord take me home
To the peaceful valley
Down the winding river
To your city your soul
I've grown so tired
And my hearts grown heavy
To walk any longer
To your cities of gold
All my life I've loved for forgiveness
But I can never seem to get enough
All my life I've been rocked into the darkness
With a gun to my head
Trying to find a peaceful song
Trying to find a peaceful song
To sing when everything goes wrong
Till the peaceful valley calls me home
Up there in the clouds
In that glorious kingdom
Tell me there ain't nothing but an easy recline
Can I still smoke my cigarettes and have my coffee
Up there in heaven with a bottle of wine
Cause all my life, I've longed for forgiveness
But I can never seem to get enough
All my life I've been rushed into the darkness
With a gun to my head
Trying to find a peaceful song
Trying to find a peaceful song
To sing when everything goes wrong
Till the peaceful valley calls me home
Oh take me home to the peaceful valley
Down the winding river
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Laura lays on the foot of the bed
Mimics a noose with a telephone cord
Doctor's on the phone
Then she hangs up and says
"I ain't never gonna see the winter again"
And I don't know how, but she smiles
September, September
September, September
They carved your name into the stone and then
they put it in the ground,
I run my fingers through the grooves
When no one's around
Drink till I am sick and
Then I talk to myself in the dog days of the summer
Then I feel you coming but I don't know how
September, September
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My heart is broken
My love is gone
I lay without you
Your pillow cold
I am forsaken
I can't go on
My heart is broken
My love is gone
If I hadn't cheated
While you were gone
The well that we'd
Been drinking from
Wouldn't a dried
And turned cold
I am forsaken
I can't go on
My heart is broken
My love is gone
If I hadn't cheated
While you were gone
The well that we'd
Been drinking from
Wouldn't a dried
And turned cold
My days are empty
My nights are long
Five cups of coffee
For the years gone wrong
If I hadn't cheated
While you were gone
The well that we'd
Been drinking from
Wouldn't a dried
And turned cold
I am forsaken
I can't go on
My heart is broken
My love is gone
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Trains moan in my sleep when I'm trying to go to bed
moving way to slow for whatever that they be carryin'
and I've been working hard ever since I was a kid
Trains moan in my sleep
Seems like something's always moving
Trains moan in my sleep when I'm trying to go to bed
Moving way to slow for whatever that they be carryin'
I've been working hard ever since I was a boy
Trains moan in my sleep
Seems like something is always moving
You know I don't always show
What it is I'm feeling baby doll
You know that the things that you want
Are that the things that you need
But the things that you love they're a lie
I'm gaining on them trains and fast
Trains moan in my sleep
Into the future and out of the past, into the future and out of the past
Trains moan in my head when I'm trying to go to sleep
Throwin' rocks at the window
When the sun's crawling up the sheets
And I've been working hard ever since I was a boy
Trains moan in my sleep
Gnawing on me like I was a chew toy
You know I don't always show
Whatever I'm feeling baby doll
You know that the things that you love
And the things that you want
Are the things that you want are a lie
I'm gaining on them trains and fast
Trains moan in my sleep
Into the future and out of the past
Into the future and out of the past
Into the future and out of the past
Into the future and out of the past
Trains moan in my head
When I'm trying to go to sleep
Moving way to slow for whatever that they're carryin'
I've been working hard ever since I was a kid
Trains moan in my sleep
Seems like I'm always moving
Trains moan in my sleep
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I can be taught but I'm not learning
Over and over I lose
I make mistakes, get so sorry
I can't unwind like yarn from a spool
I'm a little shaky gotta learn how to fight
The moon shines on the boulevard baby let's ride
If you gotta look back, don't look down
Our love went cold and turned to ice
It's hard to see the ground
From the withering heights
From the withering heights
I can go on, but I won't bore you
Lucky in life, not in love
I make mistakes like anybody
Anyone foolish to love me that much
I'm a little shaky gotta learn how to fight
The moon shines on the boulevard, baby let's ride
If you gotta look back, don't look down
Our love went cold and turned to ice
It's hard to see the ground
From the withering heights
From the withering heights
From the withering heights
From the withering heights
From the withering heights
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Oh gal, oh gal, with your darkened eyes
Kindle the wood and prepare the lies
And don't fail me know
Oh me, oh my, oh beast with might
Drown me with water and burn me with fire
And don't fail me now
Just don't fail me now
You don't do me right
You don't do me right
Why you do me wrong when the rope gets tight?
When the rope gets tight
When the rope gets tight
Oh day, oh night, oh darkened light
Drown me with water and burn me with fire
And don't fail me know
Oh Mary, oh mother of all that is near
Lead me to freedom from my kingdom of fear
And don't fail me now
Just don't fail me now
You don't do me right
You don't do me right
Why you do me wrong when the rope gets tight?
When the rope gets tight
When the rope gets tight
When the rope gets tight
Oh gal, oh gal, with your darkened heart
Kindle the wood and prepare to start
Just don't fail me now
Just don't fail me now
You don't do me right
You don't do me right
Why you do me wrong when the rope gets tight?
When the rope gets tight
When the rope gets tight
When the rope gets tight
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Tell me what sin replaces love
I wanna know, right now
Tell me what sin replaces love
I wanna know, right now
Imagine yourself on a mountain
Mountain discovered with flowers
Flowers discolored with horses
Horses distracted by stones
Stone distrusted with me
Then you might know what I mean
'Cause I want to kick love right in its gut
Beat it and leave for dead
Wash my hands in the river
Lie down and die in your bed
(repeat 1st and 2nd verses)
The voice on the receiver
Baby cry howlin' in the wind
I don't wanna beg for your mercy
I wanna know right know, what sin
Tell me what sin replaces love
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